Moved into my first big-girl apartment fully equipped with:

space

a pool

more bills than I can keep straight.

Lost complete motivation to:

spin

buy perishable groceries

primp.

Found textbook addictions to:

Candy crush

my brand new queen-size extra-firm bed

cherries.

Experienced just how long one can survive without:

internet

seeing the boy you like

a day off.

Entertained absolutely ludicrous plans to:

quit my job

move to New York/Seattle/Florence

open a frozen banana stand.

Worried endlessly about non-mutually worried:

customers

art to fill my bare walls

Donny, and when he'll finally go belly up.

And let's not forget about choosing:

between working out and working Bonefish

curtain/area rug/candle scent schematics

to be honest about your fears of commitment.

And responsibility: the reigning champion over:

becoming an unshaven (happy) hippie

ignoring ignorant design suggestions

maxing out all credit at H&M.

Because this young life full of 

frantic preparation

doctor visits that don't end with lollipops

scheduled hibernation

Is passing all too

fast

fast

fast.